I Am in Douluo, I Have a Garbage Dump for All Heavens
by Guixu Hermit
About This Novel
When he woke up, Ning Chuan found that he had traveled to the world of Douluo Continent and became a small character with mediocre talent and no one cared about him. However, unlike all the time-travelers, he did not obtain any god-level martial soul or heaven-defying system. What was bound deep in his soul was actually a garbage recycling station that connected all the worlds in the world! Every day, "garbage" from different planes and different universes is dumped here: broken artifacts, scrapped mechas, fragments of unknown techniques, energy-drained magic cores, and even the corpses of alien monsters... In the eyes of others, these are all useless waste. But in Ning Chuan's eyes, these are treasures that others can only dream of! "Recycle the fragments of the shattered imperial weapons in the "Zhetian" world, extract a wisp of the mother energy of all things, and recast the foundation!" "Recycle the scrapped parts of Ultron in the "Marvel" world, extract vibranium and artificial intelligence, and create a super-dimensional mecha spirit!" "Recycle the discarded elixir residues in the "Immortal Rebellion" world, refine the elixir, and your cultivation level will skyrocket!" "Recycle the T-virus original solution in the "Resident Evil" world... Wait, this seems not to be touched!" So, a soul master with a unique painting style appeared on Douluo Continent. While others were cultivating their soul power, he was "sorting garbage." While others were hunting soul beasts, he was "looking for gold in the trash." When others were fighting for a piece of soul bone, he dragged out a complete set of copies from the garbage dump... "Who said the person standing in the garbage dump can't be the protagonist?"
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Official(47)Scraped 27d ago
After doing this for a long time, he just spent time in front of the mouse, and then asked the mistress to learn to pick herbs to make it stronger? Life is better?
Although Douluo is not very strong, a two-level soul master can defeat a hundred-year-old spirit beast... A second-level soul master can barely beat a wild boar, a beast that has been a few years old... He has to fight for his life... This part is really a big deal! This is not how combat power is squeezed, right? In terms of combat power budget, it is difficult to defeat a pig with the second ring, within a hundred years with the third ring, with a hundred to five hundred years with the fourth ring, with a thousand years with the fifth ring, with within 10,000 years with the sixth ring, with within 30,000 years with the seventh ring, with 50,000 with the eighth ring, with 80,000 years with the ninth ring... Anyway, you can't defeat a titled Douluo based on this calculation of combat power.
Erhuan was almost beaten to death by a wild boar. He is really a hydrogen man, right?
It's all about this novel, I don't want to say anything more
This novel is very attractive, but it feels very strange, very strange. How could such an attractive novel be so poorly written?
Read Chapter 33.
What can I say? You are pulling back and forth. Starting with zero soul power, the expressions of these residents are very well written, and the rise of the little characters is outstanding. Join one of the billions Liu Shen Yidian body and begin to rise. Be careful when entering the garbage station, as if you have a bruise on it, it's like you're suffering from youthful disease. He also tried out his soul skills near the Holy Soul Village. Then I was sweating profusely and had to retreat again. I could just report it directly with a letter of report (maybe after reporting, the Holy Soul Village was bombed and the aftermath of the battle). It feels like there is a lot of pressure here
The writing is really bad. In Holy Soul Village, holy shit, all 50 people are doing daily work. Holy shit, there is really no self-study.
The golden finger you gave me is quite interesting, but if you can write like this, you are pretty awesome too.
They are no longer in the Holy Soul Village, and the storage props are not always on hand. Every thought comes out, and it feels like there is no plan at all. Looking at the protagonist, it feels like he has no soul power.
Funny! A wisp of Mother Qi that covers the sky can directly crush the entire Douluo, let alone the fragments of the Imperial Armament! Even the Douluo God Realm is awesome if it can avoid being torn apart and causing natural disasters!
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Official(47)Scraped 27d ago
After doing this for a long time, he just spent time in front of the mouse, and then asked the mistress to learn to pick herbs to make it stronger? Life is better?
Although Douluo is not very strong, a two-level soul master can defeat a hundred-year-old spirit beast... A second-level soul master can barely beat a wild boar, a beast that has been a few years old... He has to fight for his life... This part is really a big deal! This is not how combat power is squeezed, right? In terms of combat power budget, it is difficult to defeat a pig with the second ring, within a hundred years with the third ring, with a hundred to five hundred years with the fourth ring, with a thousand years with the fifth ring, with within 10,000 years with the sixth ring, with within 30,000 years with the seventh ring, with 50,000 with the eighth ring, with 80,000 years with the ninth ring... Anyway, you can't defeat a titled Douluo based on this calculation of combat power.
Erhuan was almost beaten to death by a wild boar. He is really a hydrogen man, right?
It's all about this novel, I don't want to say anything more
This novel is very attractive, but it feels very strange, very strange. How could such an attractive novel be so poorly written?
Read Chapter 33.
What can I say? You are pulling back and forth. Starting with zero soul power, the expressions of these residents are very well written, and the rise of the little characters is outstanding. Join one of the billions Liu Shen Yidian body and begin to rise. Be careful when entering the garbage station, as if you have a bruise on it, it's like you're suffering from youthful disease. He also tried out his soul skills near the Holy Soul Village. Then I was sweating profusely and had to retreat again. I could just report it directly with a letter of report (maybe after reporting, the Holy Soul Village was bombed and the aftermath of the battle). It feels like there is a lot of pressure here
The writing is really bad. In Holy Soul Village, holy shit, all 50 people are doing daily work. Holy shit, there is really no self-study.
The golden finger you gave me is quite interesting, but if you can write like this, you are pretty awesome too.
They are no longer in the Holy Soul Village, and the storage props are not always on hand. Every thought comes out, and it feels like there is no plan at all. Looking at the protagonist, it feels like he has no soul power.
Funny! A wisp of Mother Qi that covers the sky can directly crush the entire Douluo, let alone the fragments of the Imperial Armament! Even the Douluo God Realm is awesome if it can avoid being torn apart and causing natural disasters!
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